Two days ago I painted this malevolent image of one of those creatures I frequently see passing by or swirling around lampposts when dusk is falling.
During the time I was putting the paint on the canvas I felt as if it was slowly coming to live.
My imagination perhaps … could be, but the strange stumbling sounds I heard while painting this I cannot explain at the moment.
Now the crazy and eerie part concerning this creepy painting; It took me 6 hours to finish it and … the strangest part … yesterday evening around 23.00, a small photo album materialized in the bedroom of one of children.
Nobody in our family have ever seen this photo album nor does anyone of us recognize it!
Did I really paint something macabre what gained energy?!